#Sitting positions

[exquisitecorps3]

"The Butch Manual" by Clark Henley

Sitting positions

[wolfythewitch]

Statement begins

[pixieverse-icedtea]

do you want to be a bookstore owner, cafe owner or a flower shop owner

[hell0jon]

“First one to leave has to read the next statement”

It’s been 48 hours

[narfin-frood]

best friends five ever

[sam-violet]

chillin in the hot springs 🌱

+ a closeup

[hey-heigo]

happy pride month

[artemispt]

[slfcare]

the most difficult thing about growing as a person socially, as in getting out of your shell and noticing that you are, is that there will still be times when it doesn’t feel like you’ve grown at all! times when you can’t really connect with anyone around you, times when you fail to enter into an existing conversation, times when you say the wrong thing (or nothing at all when in hindsight you probably should’ve). but that’s also kind of the best thing, because that’s the thing that helps you realize that sometimes, it’s not you or your lack of skills or any shortcoming. sometimes certain environments just aren’t for you and certain people aren’t your people, and that’s okay. that’s human. it’s okay to not feel the progress you have made all the time.

[323cutie]

thinking about face sitting with the strength / manhandling kink line (yunho, san, mingi, jongho) and losing my mind rn

oh now this...

yunho will be the first to admit that he's not even that much stronger than you. but you let him push and pull and maneuver you wherever he wants -- and often that's right on his face. on the bed, face between your thighs as he makes you squirm, looking up at you with the most pleading puppy eyes you've ever seen. he can't really talk like this, and maybe that's for the best... but he can make use of his mouth in other ways.

san has the idea first. he's practically begging you to sit on his face one it comes to mind, and who are you to deny him? he lays on the edge of the bed with his head hanging off and pulls you to him, not giving you any time before he's diving in. moaning just as much as you, gripping your body any way he can to pull you closer to him, almost getting you to fully sit on his face (almost, because as much as he loves eating you out, he's not really fond of the idea of a broken neck).

it's spur of the moment with mingi. really! it's supposed to just be a romantic shower together... you should've seen it coming, though. he sinks down to his knees and slots himself in between your legs before you can even really think about it, lifting one of your legs up onto his shoulder and pulling you close. he's louder than you, so eager to please, eyes staring you down as he starts to push and pull your hips for you until you get a good rhythm on his face.

jongho doesn't really see the point in it until it happens. he can make you feel good laying down, so it doesn't really matter to him -- that is, until he realizes how pliant you are for him. you're easy to move when you're writhing over him, hands on his chest to stabilize yourself. and he sets the pace for you -- grabbing your thighs and ass to rock you back and forth on his face, perfectly content to act as your seat.

[write-like-wright]

parenting 101 brought to you by phoenix wright

[necroticboop]

GARGOYLES : ↳ Types of Soulmates

[noodles-and-tea]

Question for your au! Obviously this takes place before Fidds sees what’s in the portal, and before Ford starts to become paranoid, as he looks younger than 28, so what’s the reason Ford calls his Stanley over? Or maybe their Ma called Stan to go check on Ford?

So it’s actually set after their whole debacle - the timeline stays the same as the og up until the moment Stan goes through the portal (he ends up going in instead of Ford this time (although there would be some other minor differences since the portal doesn’t actually work right and send Stan back in time))

Since this happens after Ford’s falling out with Bill, when baby Stan pops out of the portal he calls the one person he can trust, especially with a kid - Fiddleford.

That means that Fidds and Ford have to figure out: a) Dealing with their own falling out, b) Working on the portal that they both agree is dangerous and a bad idea, c) staying alert now that Bill is an active enemy, and d) LOOKIN AFTER A KID

[rinsoap]

baji keisuke and jealousy!

✿²˖ ࣪ ➣ includes : hyperbolic possessiveness. not to spoil it, but he says he'll kill somebody lol u know how he is lollll but if u don't wanna read that, pls skip this!

note : i'll get back to scheduled haikyuu programming soon i just love baji bad!!!

"who is that?" baji keisuke asks, referring to the instagram notification at the top of your screen. your boyfriend is propped against the headboard of his bed, you sat between his legs, his knees bent, with the back of your head to his chest. he liked watching you go on your phone, kissing your temples while one of his arms rests on your stomach, fingers tapping to the beat of the song stuck in his head. "oh, i don't know, just some guy i guess" you shrug slightly, because it truly was just some guy. you had tons of people in your dms it's not like you knew all their names. "well he's textin' my girl way too much" he reaches around your arm to click on the notification. the dude had replied five times to one story you had posted of your face, talking about how gorgeous you were and how he wanted you bad. mf even replied with #needthat 😭 you couldn't see your boyfriend's face, but you could tell he was getting angrier by every message, holding you tighter and scoffing. you turn your head slightly, looking up at him to see an incredulous smile on his face, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. lord he looked good when he was mad. "bajiii c'mon it's fine, i'll just block him" you say calmly as you turn around to face him, sitting on your knees with your arms out to his face, thumb stroking his cheek. "get him to drop his fucking address n i'll beat him up" he shakes his head. he knows you're pretty. how could he not? but he hated how bold some dudes could be about how bad they wanted you. didn't they know you were taken?

the truth is a lot of them didn't. baji likes his privacy, so you don't really post him a lot, despite having so many pictures of the two of you together. if you did post his face, he'd probably tell you to take it down anyways. "come here pretty girl," he says with a small pout on his lips. you climb onto his lap eagerly, straddling him as he wraps his arms around you. "you're all mine," he whispers into your ear, "never forget that" you nod in agreement and plant a soft kiss on his lips. "could never forget, baji," you say, lips still brushing against his, "you're my number one guy promise" you smile sweetly before taking out your phone.

"better not be texting him back" he tsks with a raised eyebrow, jaw clenching. you giggle and open your phone, swiping into instagram's camera. when he realized what you were doing, he dropped his head to rest it on your shoulder with a loud groan. he always gets so shy on camera. "babeee you don't have to hide, i'll cover your face," you tease while your fingers rake through his black hair, "never underestimate my photography skills" a smile you can't see tugs at his lips, and he sighs as he lifts his head. "one picture" he demands and assumes his frequent position embracing you tightly with his arms and you locate one of yours on his shoulder, hand coming up to continue playing with his hair. you hum and extend your free arm out to the side, phone in hand, the angle focusing on your face. the lighting was dark, only lit with a lamp on his bedside table, but his hold on you was clear, same with your place on his lap. he kisses your cheek, muttering something about taking the fucking picture and you oblige. his face is mostly hidden besides part of his jaw and his ear, but his distinct hair gave him away.

you grin proudly at the photo, quickly picking a song to post over it. you turn your phone to show your boyfriend the story which causes him to blush. you looked so good. and you were all his . he gives you a long kiss, and then presses one on your temple like he always does. he lingers by your cheek before mumbling something in your ear that makes your face hot. "i promise i'll kill anyone who tries anything with you, my love"

ᵎᵎᵎ ִֶ ࣪ ⊹ ֶָ ، 𓂅 the song you posted him to, the same one stuck in his head: DHL by frank ocean

[eidingate]

Big news for vanilla gposers

[ma-re-zo]

Lietpol „December sleepover”

Wheee I finally finished something